Monday, January 9, 2012

It Never Gets Old

The new semester begins, and I enter the room to greet a fresh group of students. The magnificent people sitting there fill me with wonder each and every time. What a privilege to meet them! What a sacred vocation to teach!

It never gets old. They take out pen and paper and write. It starts again--this beautiful journey--where I ask them to walk, and I find them dancing.

I sit behind the desk, and I gather their stories into my heart. At this time in history, on this very day, I enter their story, and they enter mine.

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What a blessing to say a task "never gets old." Do you feel that way about your work? Why or why not?

6 comments:

LB from Texas
said...

Could I distill your essence and multiply you times seven and have you sit behind the desk in every one of my son's classes? Wow..what a privilege for the Nittany Lions to have you teach and guide them.

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In my writing classes, we talk about writing with flair, but lately I've been interested in what it means to live with flair. Can I find a way to make every day impressive and meaningful? Just as a sentence turns into something beautiful with the right verb and punctuation, can I learn to revise my day and punctuate it with flair?

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